The State of Sweden

Like it is not easy to know

I opened my eyes

And realize that the man

That I used to know

Had killed himself

Half a year ago

He had a son

That played harmonica

At his funeral

All his friends and foes

Wrote how sorry

They were

And that his suicide

And that it had left a scar

I once met him in a bar

He told me how his life

Had turned sour

Losing control

And the right to see his son

Not even speak on the phone

Attachment is for fouls

They will easy take away

Their pray and your

Beloved whatever

I know that if I care

To much

My soul will be touched

When they take my children



Att ta betalt och andra berättelser

Ni betalar fullt pris men kan jag härleda ett jobb till er så betalar jag tillbaka pengar

Skriv konraktet 

Jag han betalar hälften kontraktet är lösningen 

Det här kommer att kosta pengar. Det finns en förväntan att det inte skall kosta.

Gratisgig betalar inte mina räkningar

Är det intressant att byta tjänster bättre att skicka fakturor mot varandra.

Alla vill tjäna pengar. Det är problemet. Kontrakt stipulerar innehåll
46 han tar 15 20 redan från det pruta ner. 

Inte ens ett tack kanske .Du kan betalt halva summan innan till exempel

Är du inte nöjd tviv

Tydliga avtal, Linkedin profiler tydliga referenser. Konkurrenterna tar 46 då lägger han sig på det

Add on 

Inre dialog. Jag vill ha betalt

Våga säga att det här kostar

Jag är för PRO bonu grejer tydligt ramsatt 

Mer action Ta aktion förhandlingstaktik

En stöd, ofta känna att man är uttömd 

Självklart tar jag betalt för det här. Jag kan ta betalt för det här .

En faktura och avtal

Tydliggörs för köparen 

Fortsätta ta betalt

Skriv den första summan överst om bara så sätt

Det här är bäst för dig så kommer det. Först. Tog mycket betalt för ett stort paket och så landade det ner åt. 

Våga att förlora en affär bättre att förlora en affär. 

Det undergräver det man gör. 

Rädsla att arbeta 

Det kanske är fel målgrupp 

Rikta sig fel målgrupp

Så här tar jag betalt. Hur ser den egna profilen ut. 

Det här gör jag det här kostar det. 

Men om vi kan signa upp redan idag.  Då kan jag göra det


46 är billigt och 120 är normalt. 

Hur kan man balansera det? Varför är den så billigt är den billigt så är det inte bra. 

25 % rabblat jag får rabatt för att jag är speciell. Man måste hålla respekten 

Man väljer på att lägga sig i mitten

1. Caroline Ravn Det finns ett värde i det jag gör . 

2. Dotter Take action gör det du blir inspirerad av 

3. Sätta värde på dig själv, förhandlingsteknik, stå på sig. 

4. Skriv kontrakt våga säga att du får betalt

5. Eva Skriv kontrakt hälften betalt innan

6. Sänk inte värdet av dig själv jobba med rädslor

7. Tankeledande referenser. 



I live in the north

In the land of small hills

And a lot of trees

Some blue lakes

And a lot of lonely and cold people

I wanted to leave but somehow

I am stuck here

First time I went back it was, Because of the language

The second time because Of my career

The third time out of desperation

The fourth time out of frustration

The fifth time has not happened yet

But it will

This is life in the far north

A place where the ice and snow

Is absent

The place where your soul freezes to ice

Take my advice

Stay out

Subway mists

And here I am again

An angry man yelling

In the street

Bothering everyone

Passing time by acting

Crazy, dirty and wretched

Scaring children, women and some men

Disturbing the so tranquil balance

Between the conditions of being a town dweller

And just a disturbed frustrated man in a to big flock

Pretending to be living an advanced life in the city of trivial

Dreams impossible to comprehend or ever achieve

But still a city with its much wider but still limited

Freedoms dating back to the free republics of

The white sea in the far south

Long gone Socrates also learned to know its

In fact very strict limitations

Drinking bad wine and talking to much

Day and night

Nights in the office

I am feeling lonely and that is OK

No one will understand my words

My words so empty and void

Trying to put the assignment given to me



I do not know

Just writing through the night

Dreaming of my car driving

Too fast in the main street

While others car parked

In the middle of the road

Waiting idle

But where am I going?

No Way

No energy, no will

It is Monday again

No lust, no passion

No work, No sun

No time, no pain

No gain, No way

At least something

Growing up

I grow up fearing everyone

My father did see my mother and her family inside me

Sometimes beating me, sometimes telling how wrong and clumsy I was

My mother hated all male on earth

My grandmother thought everyone around her

Took part in a great conspiracy organized by her doctor

I tested her on his order of course

My so called friends in school laughed at me

I had to hide

Nothing that was me was ok

I learned to smile and pretend

Do not say wrong things

Do not attract attention

Stay out, keep the distance

Or take part in their game

That summer I learned every nations flag in the world



Time is just an abstract thing

But doors are not

They there to stop you

To control the temperature and life

Limit the limitless

Put a border between them and us

This is the door to hell

And that is not a place that wants you well

So stay out and enjoy before you to become a toy

For someones lust and desire and spend the rest of life to light their fire

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